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65 Jan '81 Country


From the bad lands came the killer He lived by the knife and the gun He'd cut you just for standing And shoot ya if ya tried to run He was big as a tree and did as he pleased And everything he did was bad And they said if you was to kill him It'd only make him mad From the good lands came the cowgirl Patti was her name She was hot on the trail of that killer On a moped she called Flame Coz the killer had killed her daddy For spittin' in the road You only had to kill her daddy once To get that girl P.O.'d

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Chorus: Yippie eye eh Cow Patti Yippie eye eh Cow Patti She rode into town to find the man that killed her daddy Yippie eye eh Cow Patti The killer hit town at daybreak Ate the door of the local saloon He started to drink you could tell He was thinking there'll be a showdown soon Patti hit town in a cloud of dust Ol' Flame was buzzin' like a saw And the whole town got quiet as a church When the killer stepped out for the draw Forty shots rang out Forty people fell Patti and the killer missed each other But they shot that town to hell Chorus The killer took a step towards Patti Said it's time I gunned you down But he slipped in something that was layin' in the street And was shot before he hit the ground Yes, the killer slipped and it cost him his life And Patti said as she roared out of town You gotta watch your step When you know the chips are down


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